{"id":259239,"date":"2026-07-13T16:51:34","date_gmt":"2026-07-13T13:51:34","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/1kitap1.com\/en\/edge-of-ruin-the-edge-series-book-2-lennan-daniels\/"},"modified":"2026-07-13T16:51:34","modified_gmt":"2026-07-13T13:51:34","slug":"edge-of-ruin-the-edge-series-book-2-lennan-daniels","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/1kitap1.com\/en\/edge-of-ruin-the-edge-series-book-2-lennan-daniels\/","title":{"rendered":"Edge Of Ruin The Edge Series Book 2 – Lennan Daniels"},"content":{"rendered":"
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His answering look bordered on apologetic. \u201cI left home the day I turned eighteen. I limped through the last half of senior year on caffeine and adrenaline, and I wasn\u2019t wasting rent money on a tux.\u201d \u201cBut it was prom.\u201d \u201cMom would\u2019ve killed me if I skipped graduation.<\/p>\n

That was the next week, and Saturdays were my best nights for tips. I couldn\u2019t skip two in a row.\u201d His eyes flicked to the rear-view again, then over at her. \u201cIt wasn\u2019t that bad.\u201d \u201cYou sure? Because that sounds pretty depressing.\u201d He flashed her a grin. \u201cI bet I had more fun on prom night than you did. Ten bucks says you had mediocre sex with a rich kid in a cheap hotel room \u2014and he finished first.\u201d \u201cHis name was Cory, and the hotel was really nice.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cMakes sense, I guess\u2014being that he was a rich kid and all.\u201d Devon smirked. \u201cDo you think us poor guys fuck better because we\u2019re willing to work for it, or is it Mother Nature\u2019s way of keeping us in the gene pool?\u201d She whacked his shoulder. \u201cHe was really nice!\u201d He laughed. \u201cThat\u2019s the second time you\u2019ve said really nice.\u201d \u201cThey brought in a chocolate fountain with cheesecake bites and fruit and\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

Hope trailed off as Devon chewed his lower lip to keep from cackling. \u201cI\u2019m\u2026 ah\u2026 glad to hear that the room service\u2026 made up for Cory finishing first during the mediocre sex,\u201d he managed between chuckles. Hope wanted some witty response, but he\u2019d hit the nail squarely on the head with a battering ram. The highlight of her prom experience remained the perfectly cooked fillet and the chocolate fountain they\u2019d put on Cory\u2019s father\u2019s card.<\/p>\n

They\u2019d been sleeping together for three months at the time, but Hope was another two away from her first partner-induced orgasm\u2014 that one came from a college guy, three years older than her. Cory was long gone by then. You don\u2019t know you\u2019re clueless at that age. Hope suspected that even the delectable Devon Cleary hadn\u2019t gone into his first intimate experiences as some sort of sex deity. \u201cWell, what did you do on prom night?\u201d<\/p>\n

she muttered. His smile was slow and wicked in the glow of oncoming headlights. \u201cI made bank in tips with my sob story about missing an important adolescent milestone, clocked out at midnight and went to Edge. I mean, it wasn\u2019t called Edge back then, but\u2014\u201d \u201cIs that legal? A high schooler in a\u2026\u201d Devon shrugged. \u201cLegal enough. I\u2019d been eighteen for six months, but I didn\u2019t show them a student ID at the door.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cSo, you went to a BDSM club on prom night and had great sex.\u201d Her chocolate fountain prom story withered with every word out of his mouth. \u201cOh no. I watched.\u201d His expression turned thoughtful. \u201cI went back the next night. I did a scene, but it wasn\u2019t\u2026\u201d Wetting his lips, he tugged at his collar.<\/p>\n

\u201cI didn\u2019t hook up with anyone.\u201d<\/p>\n

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No portion of this book may be reproduced in any form without written permission from the publisher or author, except as permitted by U.S. copyright law. Edited by Jeremy Law Cover by Lennan Daniels OceanofPDF.com Because consent matters\u2026 While far darker works exist, The Edge Series may be too intense for some readers. We use p-words and c-words here. Every character has a backstory, and the sex leaves marks. Please visit LennanDaniels.com for a list of content warnings specific to each installment in The Edge Series.<\/p>\n

For specific questions or to recommend additions to the list of content warnings, reach out via social media or the author\u2019s website. OceanofPDF.com Devon isn’t here. I am. For those impatiently waiting\u2026 Demon will see you now. OceanofPDF.com Contents 1. HOPE 2. HOPE 3. DEVON 4. HOPE 5. DEVON 6. HOPE 7. DEVON 8. HOPE 9. DEVON 10. HOPE 11. DEVON 12. HOPE 13. DEVON 14. HOPE 15. HOPE 16. DEVON 17. HOPE 18. HOPE 19. DEVON 20. HOPE 21. DEVON 22.<\/p>\n

HOPE 23. DEVON 24. HOPE 25. HOPE 26. HOPE 27. DEVON 28. HOPE 29. DEVON 30. HOPE 31. DEVON 32. HOPE 33. HOPE 34. DEVON 35. HOPE 36. HOPE 37. DEVON 38. DEVON 39. HOPE 40. DEVON 41. HOPE 42. DEVON 43. HOPE OceanofPDF.com H HOPE ope stared across the sea of milling bodies to where Devon, Nix, and Lucas juggled glass and alcohol for the masses. Two times in as many hours, Devon had abandoned their table for the business side of the bar. They\u2019re in the weeds, he\u2019d say, foot bouncing on the bottom rung of Hope\u2019s chair until she vibrated with his restraint.<\/p>\n

Shit. Lucas dropped a glass\u2026 Shit. That guy is mouthing off to Nix\u2026 Shit\u2026 A veritable play by play until the vibrating stopped because Devon had bolted for the bar. Considering he hadn\u2019t taken a New Year\u2019s Eve off since opening the place, Hope wasn\u2019t holding his need to help against him. Idleness wasn\u2019t his nature when something needed to be done. And here\u2014in his house? Despite his tendencies, Devon didn\u2019t possess that level of control.<\/p>\n

Hope sipped her wine and waited, seconds piling on top of the fifteen minutes he\u2019d already been occupied. At least she had an excellent view. The rolled shirtsleeves, ink covered forearms, and self-assured competence\u2026 Delectable. Devon grabbed a bottle with the same confidence he grabbed her, and that got Hope tingly in all the best places, two glasses of Cab Sauv or no. Her thoughts circled things she\u2019d always fantasized while watching him work.<\/p>\n

Her legs around his hips. Yanking his shirttails free of his jeans.<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n

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